5

	I had locked myself in my room for the rest of the day, and silently wept 
the entire time, tears running down my pale cheeks, but I never let out a 
pout.

	Mother hadn't come up to check on me; she usually knew when I wasn't in a 
good mood, and just let me be whenever I locked myself out. But I wanted her 
here with me right now, even though I knew that it was already sunset and 
she would be spending time with Father. I always let them have their nights 
together, even if Mother insisted she be with me.

	Two hours passed, and the moon was out. Tomorrow there would be a full 
moon. For some reason, my birthday always has a full moon, I don't know why. 
My birthday is October 21. My head jolted up as I heard a knock on the door, 
followed by my Mother's voice, "Adrian, are you alright?"

	My head jerked up as I heard her, and I replied, "Yes, Mother, I'm fine..." 
I mentally unlocked the door, an audible 'click' heard throughout the room, 
and Mother came in, slowly walking over to me and holding me in her patented 
embrace. I hugged her back, burying my face in her shoulder. I was still 
recoiling from the events that had happened earlier.

	"Adrian, I'm going to be helping someone tomorrow and I'm going to need you 
to watch over me in case witch hunters come, alright?" Mother asked, gently 
taking my chin and pulling my head up to eye level with her.

	I nodded, "Alright. What time?"

	"Around noon."

	I nodded, and resumed resting my head on her shoulder. She softly stroked 
my hair and kissed the top of my head, "Do you want to see your father? He's 
awake..."

	I shook my head, "No..."

	"Okay... you don't have to if you don't want to..."

	I closed my eyes, staying with Mother the rest of the night, talking to her 
and telling her that I didn't want her to die.